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[Jul. 21st, 2003|04:26 am]
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Selkies (Jack/Anamaria)
Always, the moist sea air caresses her like a lover's hand, scenting her mocha skin with salt and freedom.
"Anamaria, you are more graceful than the nimblest of mermaids," Jack would say, curling his fingers around the wet strands of her hair.
"Save your flattery," she would laugh. "It is only that I have legs to part, keeps you coming back."
They make love under a moonlit sky, seeming made of water and moonbeam themselves, and while they know that the sea will call to others always, they knew also that it will never truly belong to any but themselves. |
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